Me: "There's a man under your bed?"
Declan: "Yup."
Me: "Like he comes out from under your bed?"
Declan: "Yup. He comes out from over here." As he shows me the spot by the end of his bed.
Me: "What does he do?"
Declan: "He goes (and then Declan makes silly sounds)."
Me: "Oh so he's silly. Is he just silly then or scary?"
Declan: "He's kind of scary."
Me: "What does he look like?"
Declan: "He's invisible. He's kind of like a ghost."
Me: "And when does he come out? All the time or just when it's dark?"
Declan: "When it's dark."
And with that I'm fine if Declan wants to sleep in our bed any time...I mean....seriously...four is awesome until the imagination kicks in.
Creepy.
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